She sold her house in outer suburbia where she had lived for many years <br />And she know that in months from now she will recall through the tears <br />The happy times she spent there when her children were young <br />There they laughed and played together and their nursery rhymes they sung. <br /> <br />The old home to be demolished never to be seen again <br />And of a thing of beauty only memories will remain <br />To make room for a car park something ugly in it's place <br />And the landscape will look uglier without one familiar face. <br /> <br />To get rid of her huge mortgage the one reason why she sold <br />And the house in need of repairs as most timber houses do when old <br />So she felt obliged to sell and to buy a cheaper house elsewhere <br />But she will recall her old home and the good times she had there. <br /> <br />When one door closes another opens this so happens to be true <br />And she will settle in her new home and find happiness there too <br />Still the old timber house on Bayview Road in her memory will remain <br />And in her dreams she will be visiting her erstwhile friends again.<br /><br />Francis Duggan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/when-one-door-closes-another-opens/
